Creative Writing: The Quest Feeling quite tired and hungry, my friend and I entered the food court of the Everett Mall. Looking around, I decided that I was going to get some Chinese food. I turned to my friend and told him, he said that he would too. We then made our way over to the Chinese food counter. Upon arriving, I realized a possible problem; we only had Canadian money. I walked up to the woman at the counter, and asked her if they accepted Canadian money there. "No, sorry, we only accept American money," she responded. I asked if there was anyplace in the mall that I could exchange my money, more specifically, a bank. She thought for a momen